"Seriously?" he asked me.

"Yeah, just the rage behind it was so..."

"Hot?"

"Exactly."

"So what do we do now? I mean we're not exactly friends."

"We can't give in to the twins either, it's not like we really like each other just..."

"Making out."

"I say we just hide it, pretend we still hate each other."

"And tell no one."

Just then I heard the door unlock so I pushed Oliver against the wall. "Jerk." I walked right past everyone else, giving the twins death glares, and out the door.

*Oliver's P.O.V.*

"Seriously guys are you trying to get me killed?" I asked the twins, seeing as everyone else left.

"No we just thought locking you two in a closet together would help you realize you like her." Fred answered.

"Yeah, so did you kiss her?" George added.

"Why on Earth would I do that?'

"Whatever." they both said and left me there.

I laughed to myself and left as well. I was walking down a corridor when someone pulled me behind a tapestry and slammed me against the wall. Before I could retaliate a pair of warm lips were on mine. It was Hayleigh, I swear the way she moves just drives me crazy.

*Hayleigh's P.O.V.*

God, Oliver really knew how to kiss a girl. It was the same rage and passion as before. I jumped up wrapping my legs around his waist deepening the kiss. His hands were planted firmly on my ass, but I didn't mind. No, I wasn't a slut or anything but it was a heat of the moment thing, plus he had to hold me up somehow. He smirked into the kiss and slammed me against the opposite wall, making me stifle a small moan. He took the opprotunity to slide his tongue past my lips, as we battled for dominance. After a few minutes we had to break apart for air, but he didn't put me down.

"Wow." was all he could say before planting kisses on my neck. He had just reached the soft spot on my collar bone when I heard voices.

"Stop." I wispered.

"What?"

"Shh."

Then he heard them too, it was Fred and George.

"What are we going to do about those two?" Fred asked.

"I say we lock 'em up for a week next time." George answered. Oliver smirked at this and I raised an eyebrow.

"Naw, it'd never work, Hayleigh's too smart she'll find a way out."

"And Harleigh would kill us."

"Good point we'd never get outta that one, but we'll think of something."

They left as Oliver put me down quietly.

"Who's Harleigh?" he asked.

(A/N: This chapter's song inspired title is by Forever the Sickest Kids!)